Outside the Valley of the Strangers, in a tent in the middle of the forest.

There was a man with a red beard, sitting inside, holding a glass of blood in his hand.

"Tut-tut......"

The beard holds the cup, puts it in front of his nose, takes a deep breath, lets out a burst of admiration, closes his eyes and enjoys.

"The blood of this spirit race is really the best taste of the world!"

The bearded man muttered, and was about to take a sip when suddenly, his eyebrows raised.

He opened his eyes and swept around, "Who?" ”

However, there was a dead silence all around, and nothing was found.

Gently fluttering, only the curtain of the door.

"Meow ......"

Just then, a cat meowed.

Immediately after, a black cat rushed in.

Seeing this scene, the bearded man breathed a sigh of relief, "I've been suspicious lately, hey, really!" ”

However.

In the next second, the beard and scalp exploded.

Quickly stood up, took a step, and fled frantically.

It's just that there's still time for it.

"Pounce!"

A dagger pierced his back.

His health was immediately bottomed out, and one more blow was needed to end his life.

"Hoo ......"

In front of him, a figure appeared.

It is Su Ziyang, who incarnates Thanos.

Su Ziyang tied up his beard and stepped on his face with his foot, "Say, what is the purpose of your coming here?" ”

The beard endured the severe pain, looked at Su Ziyang, and his face was full of horror, "Spare your life!" ”

"One last time, say!"

A cold, unforgiving voice came.

"I say, I say!"

The beard nodded repeatedly.

"My lord, we are ordered by the Great Elder to wait for the Spirit Emperor here, as long as he enters the valley, he will be able to catch turtles in the urn, and he will not escape!" Bearded said.

"What else?" Su Ziyang said.

"My lord, what else?"

The beard deliberately pretends to be stupid.

"In that case, let's die!"

After speaking, Su Ziyang picked up the dagger, aimed it at the head of the beard, and stabbed it down.

"I said, I said......" The bearded man begged for mercy.

He looked at the dagger that landed on his eyebrows, and his scalp tingled with fear.

"My lord, I heard a secret, that is, the Great Elder brought a bloody hand!" Bearded said.

"Bloody hands? What bloody hand? Su Ziyang asked.

"The bloody hand is an evil thing, used to cultivate demonic skills, it seems that the Great Elder is ready to live here for a long time." Bearded said.

"Is that really just the case?" Su Ziyang's voice was cold.

"My lord, that's all I know, I really don't know anything else." The bearded face is like ashes, and he keeps kowtowing.

"Hehe, since that's the case, let's die!" Su Ziyang raised his dagger and danced in mid-air.

On his bearded face, there was a hint of expectation, and that look was like expecting Su Ziyang to stab himself to death immediately.

"I forgot, you are a demon, I guess I killed you like this, and you can't die!"

After speaking, Su Ziyang took out the Spirit Medal and raised it in front of his beard.

As soon as this thing came out, the beard and scalp exploded, and his face was full of surprise.

"You...... You're the Spirit Emperor......"

Before he finished speaking, the Sacrifice Medal pressed on the top of the beard's head.

"Nourishing ......"

Black smoke rises.

The bearded body, trembling wildly, that look, as if under the extreme punishment, was in pain.

After a few moments, his entire body turned into a puddle of black oil.

"Not dead?"

Su Ziyang frowned, puzzled.

If you don't hear the system prompt, it means that the beard is not dead.

After some searching, Su Ziyang's eyes were fixed on the dagger.

Soon, he saw a drop of scarlet blood, hiding on the edge of the dagger's handle, shivering.

Seeing the priest's medal pressing, the blood instantly condensed into the appearance of a beard, aiming at Su Ziyang and begging for mercy, "spare your life, spare your life......"

"Hehe, drink the blood of my spirit clan, I can't spare you!" Su Ziyang's voice was cold.

"My lord, that's not the blood of the Spirit Race, it's fake." Bearded said.

However.

"Die!"

There is no politeness to be said.

Su Ziyang picked up the spirit medal and pressed it down.

"No ......"

The screams came to an abrupt end.

The small body with a beard burst open and disappeared on the spot.

Ding, experience +500W

Ding, energy +5W

Ding, Demon Essence Blood +2

……

A series of system prompts sounded.

After Su Ziyang heard it, he nodded secretly.

Sure enough, there was demonic blood.

Although there are only two drops, no matter how you say it, you can refine a Breaking Pill, and if you are lucky, it will be two.

Like someone who is lucky enough to reach 41 points, it is quite easy to refine.

Su Ziyang stood in place, secretly thinking about what he had just said.

"Bloody hands? What the hell is this thing? ”

"Also, he didn't drink the blood of the Spirit Clan, why did he do that?"

The more he thought about it, the more solemn Su Ziyang's expression became.

An uneasiness enveloped the bottom of my heart.

A feeling of being fooled permeates the whole body.

"Oh no, I was fooled!"

"I'm afraid that all this is a conspiracy, deliberately leading myself here!"

Thinking like this, Su Ziyang's scalp exploded.

If you don't want to think about it, use a drop of source power immediately.

The Hidden Skill on the Ghost Dagger has a cooldown that is instantly restored.

Subsequently, he used the Divine Hidden Skill, and at the same time, turned on the BOSS switch, and put the two Heavenly Spirit Pills in his mouth, ready to use them at any time.

The whole process is done in one go.

After Su Ziyang's body disappeared.

"Hoo ......"

A red shadow immediately appeared in the tent.

The red shadow swept around, as if trying to see everything.

Finally, he stared at the charred corpse on the ground, stepped forward, dipped his hand in black ash, and put it in front of his nose to smell it.

"The smell of the Sacrificial Spirit Medal, he really came!"

Red Shadow's eyes showed a hint of joy.

Then, he took out a blood talisman from his bosom and crushed it.

"Hoo ......"

The blood talisman turned into a blood bird and disappeared in place.

Not a breath.

"Buzz ......"

The air roared, and an old man dressed in a bloody robe with a long red beard appeared in front of the red shadow.

The old man's body has a terrifying breath.

His gaze is extremely sharp, making people dare not face it.

The red shadow clenched his fists and bowed, "Great Elder! The Spirit Emperor has just been here! ”

"Really?" The old man in the blood robe said.

"Seriously!" Red Shadow said.

"Hoo ......"

The blood-robed old man disappeared in an instant.

When it reappeared, it was already in mid-air.

The blood-robed old man's eyes were like torches, and his eyes lit up with a dazzling red glow.

His body, spinning rapidly in mid-air, looked like a rotating humanoid motor.

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, the old man in the blood robe stopped.

His eyes were fixed on him from a few kilometers away.

Immediately after, the figure of the blood-robed old man flashed, and instantly appeared a few kilometers away.

Not far from the old man in the blood robe, Su Ziyang squatted in the corner, not daring to come out.

This guy has a strong breath, but I'm afraid that he is already an eight-rank law saint.

Facing him by himself is not necessarily an opponent.

Now, he has locked on himself, and as long as he moves, he will definitely catch the track.

"Spirit Emperor, don't hide, I know you're here!"

"There is no malice in this seat, I asked you to come, but I just have something to discuss!"

"We should join forces and fight against the Protoss together, do you think that's good?"

……

Hearing these words, Su Ziyang had the urge to jump out and beat him.

In the end, though, I held back.

"Not good!"

Suddenly, Su Ziyang's scalp exploded.

……